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Awareness
Dressing myself
became much more complicated
the day I realized
my blue jeans were blue
.
became much more complicated
the day I realized
my blue jeans were blue
.
Written by
brokentitanium
(k.)
Published 21st Dec 2020
| Edited 15th Jun 2024
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Re. Awareness
21st Dec 2020 3:40pm
Re: Re. Awareness
21st Dec 2020 5:37pm
You think? Hm. I dunno exactly why this random thought felt like something that required more processing... is it wisdom? Is it a metaphor?
Am I just inept at fashion? (Yes)
Anyway. Thanks for indulging me.
k
Am I just inept at fashion? (Yes)
Anyway. Thanks for indulging me.
k
Re: Re. Awareness
21st Dec 2020 5:48pm
Definitely in metaphor land
I think I saw that on the 3rd read
Until then I felt dumb for not getting it
I like that it came to you and you felt the need to post it
I think I saw that on the 3rd read
Until then I felt dumb for not getting it
I like that it came to you and you felt the need to post it
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Re: Re. Awareness
22nd Dec 2020 11:18am
I don't think I quite "got" it at first either. Never feel dumb. Glad you persisted.
Re. Awareness
Now this is a fun puzzler. MY first reaction was one feels blue because they no longer can or have the desire to pry themselves into skinny jeans. I'm all about 501, button fronts which, BTW, were between $17-$20 when I was a kid...just looked them up, there $40...,that's actually not bad of an increase for 38 years. Anyway I wear super stretchy LaCoste dad jeans...and I'm cool with that. Iike breathing🤠 Obviously I'm pretty jazzed about this the walk down memory lane this piece evoked. Thank you K 🙏😘
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Re: Re. Awareness
22nd Dec 2020 11:31am
I wear whatever fits comfortably from the thrift store, as long as they're not an annoying flappy boot-cut.
My daughter recently "borrowed" the ripped-up old jeans I used for painting & yard work. They're now her baggy "mom-jeans". It seems my clothes are only fashionable if they're not on me!
There is definitely a literal sense to this poem. I always thought of blue jeans as neutral, and then one day something awakened me to the fact that they also had a colour that perhaps I should consider, if I wanted to be coordinated. Ridiculous!
Thanks for stopping by. 😊
My daughter recently "borrowed" the ripped-up old jeans I used for painting & yard work. They're now her baggy "mom-jeans". It seems my clothes are only fashionable if they're not on me!
There is definitely a literal sense to this poem. I always thought of blue jeans as neutral, and then one day something awakened me to the fact that they also had a colour that perhaps I should consider, if I wanted to be coordinated. Ridiculous!
Thanks for stopping by. 😊
Re. Awareness
22nd Dec 2020 2:17am
Dear K,
Metaphoric realization when something that seemed so obvious it was mundane and not worth putting a lot of thought into becomes a huge process. What was so simple is now a thing. That’s how it rung for me and I loved that this had to percolate until it forced its way out for you to submit it. I’m glad you did. H🌷
Metaphoric realization when something that seemed so obvious it was mundane and not worth putting a lot of thought into becomes a huge process. What was so simple is now a thing. That’s how it rung for me and I loved that this had to percolate until it forced its way out for you to submit it. I’m glad you did. H🌷
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Re: Re. Awareness
22nd Dec 2020 11:42am
"What was so simple is now a thing" - I'd say you nailed it there! And of course, that leads me to wonder what other things I take for granted that show up differently than I intend on the surface...
Alas, I overthink!
Thank you for taking the time to engage, and for putting this on your list.
❤ k
Alas, I overthink!
Thank you for taking the time to engage, and for putting this on your list.
❤ k
Re. Awareness
22nd Dec 2020 7:42pm
This reminded me of how, from all my years of hard labor and lunatic partying, having reaped what I've sown, how painful it is for me to dress, my shoulders and hips in such perpetual agony. It hit a rather intimate cord for me in that sense.
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